Sad, Beautiful Tragic (Finn Harries love story)

Sad, Beautiful Tragic - CHAPTER 2 - A talk with Jack

Thanks so much for the support this story's been getting. It made me so happy to see the reads, and votes this got!

I'm really sorry that this took forever to publish, I've just been travelling a bit and haven't had a lot of time to write.

I wanna dedicate this chapter do xMaddyxx for being so friendly and supportive. Thanks, Maddy! :) and I know how a lot of you hate author notes so... ON WITH THE CHAPPY!!! :)

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Valerie's P.O.V.

Lying sideways by the edge of my bed, I reach my hand down the side of my face, feeling the wetness of my cheek. Trailing my hand down to the soft, bundle of cotton - the moisture of the pillow warmed my palm.

I had been crying for what seemed like forever. After momentarily feeling empty and forgetting what I'd been crying about in the first place, I reach for the phone on my bedside table.

'3:47 A.M.'

I whimper; I had literally cried the whole night. Though, I don't remember exactly when I started bawling my eyes out. The only thing I remember is lifelessly plopping down on my hotel room bed after a long day of exploring the streets of Orlando, Florida and faintly recalling the events of the past two weeks. What are these events you may ask? Well, absolutely nothing! That's what's bugging me.

My boyfriend, Finn, hasn't replied to any of my emails, calls, or texts in the past two weeks and I'm starting to worry. Everything's gone downhill since then.

I still get to communicate with Jack, his twin brother, and with that I can understand what Finn's going through more. Jack's started to neglect our unfinished conversations now, though; can't blame him.

Each and every time Jack and I get the chance to communicate, he informs me about his twin brother. When he does, it seems that Finn's state of mind gets gloomier and gloomier as time passes.

I can still remember the last few things Jack and I said to each other from the last time we talked on the phone:

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"Hey, Val, I need to go. I have to.. uhm, make Finn breakfast," Jack said with an uneasiness in his voice. "I'll talk to you soon, okay?" He finishes.

"Oh, well okay. Just," I pause, not sure what to say and how to say it. "Take care of him, Jack, please?" There was a silence. Neither of us talked for what seemed like hours, but it wasn't awkward. We both knew that the situation Finn's in is very serious; he has to get through it by himself.

"Yeah, I will. And Val," Hesitating, he quietly murmured the one thought I've been trying to hold onto in order to keep my sanity in check. "He still loves you, remember that."

Scanning the view of my room from my bed, I look for something I can tighten my grasp around. Setting my sight on a pillow sprawled on the floor, I walk toward it, welcoming another peaceful silence to take over as I continued to hold the phone to my ear.

"Th-thanks." I stuttered, no emotion whatsoever. I knew he was just saying that to keep me faithful, but each day that passes, a sliver of hope seeps its way out my system.

Slowly reaching my fingers over to the button that would end the call, I pressed it. The phone dropped from my hand and I had the feeling that that wasn't only thing to drop out from me.

As I got to the side of my bed, I didn't even notice the stream of tears slowly making their way down my face. Their pattern mimicking a steady little stream flowing through some pebbles.

I've never been one to hold back my feelings from others, but this time was different. Whatever I say to Jack can make its way to Finn at any given time, even if I was told I "have the right" to know what's going on. But, no, I don't want to appear to be nosey and obsessive, so I just let it be.

Laying down, I stared up at the ceiling, still trying to keep up the emotional wall keeping the tears in.

Though I didn't want to, I couldn't help but think of one thing over and over again - Finn, Finn, Finn, Finn, Finn. How is he doing? Where is he right now? Who is he with? But then I thought, 'Wow, am I really that clingy and obnoxious?'

My head filled with reasons and consequences that could branch out from me being clingy and obnoxious - how they would effect my relationship. I was starting to feel sick.

Suddenly I realized, I'm not thinking about Finn anymore - not that my new thoughts were any better than before, but it was progress. Pretty bittersweet if you ask me.

'Okay, Val, you can do this. Just close your eyes, take a deep breath, and slowly drift off to your dreams', I tell myself, being stern and serious. Well, as stern and serious as a girl trying to talk herself to sleep can be.

I guess it worked at least a bit, because the next thing I know, my eyes started getting tired and my vision started to blur.

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I'm so sorry this is too short. I'm working on Chapter 3 right at this instant! Please have faith in me guys.

Plus, I have a lot more things up my sleeve so stay tuned :)

By the way, the next chapter will be in Jack's P.O.V.

Thank you for everything guys, I feel so blessed to be able to have this opportunity to write and show the world what I love doing - K :)